A porcupine crawling out from inside of your mind Like you're growing a crown of thorns But you're no Messiah You think more like a spider 'cause guilty hearts beat upside down Silver hubcaps replaced your eyes As you went spinning on a daydream down Forgiving the road every inch for miles If your tyres survive you know your heart will explode And if this song was a sponge soaked in your blood Well then I guess the story would be told A fateful day You became a spider as I fed you blood from my nose Now you're just like me Now I'm just like you